The Lonely Island Hugs Lyrics
Hugs by The Lonely Island
[Male} "Hello"
[Female} "Hi this is Bridget, could I come over later?"
[Male} "I'm Sorry, I don't know a Bridget"
[Female} "Ug well that's not what you said when you hugged me last night"
[Male} "HA! you think were and item just because you gave me a hug? TRICK! You better think again!"
We Are Not Gentlemen.
Yo, I hug a girl like it dont mean nothing, then turn around and start hugging her cousin.
I dont love them end of the fucking discussion.
Got' em tucked between my wings like thanksgiving stuffing.
She wanna hug from behind - I did it.
Then her friend jump in - I'm with' it.
I hug her tighter than a tube sock, after that its just a matter of time before the other shoe drops.
Cuz i get more hugs than Oprah selling drugs and the drug was pure X- No Marriage No Sex. Just Hugs
Dont get mad girl. We getting' mad girls and were hugging all over the world. So don't catch feeling it aint love, were just the kings of giving out hugs.
If you wanna settle down, You know you got us all wrong. So we on to the next one, no disrespect hun, But you cant hug a rollin' stone.
You cant hug a rolling stone cuz it will crush you.
Begging me to hug you again, thats when I shush you. On an airplane, at a Knick game,
Feel the same damn thing when I hug them,
Which is nothing.
Can't trust them, lose all respect when I hug them.
Now guess who's back in the motherfucking house
With a fat hug for your sweater and your blouse.
Hugged so many ladies, arms shaky and shit,
Because I'm the Wilt Chamberlain of the upper-body grip.
Cause I get more hugs than a batch of puppy pugs,
Sitting on a fluffy rug, getting tickled touched and rubbed.
(OH SHIT!)
Real talk, like you chatting with a fisherman.
Wrap these chicks up like a motherfucking swisher, man.
Hugs,
This anit love girl , because this hug world
Is just a big Game of Thrones.
We be king of the castle, got arms like a lasso.
But you can't hug a rolling stone.
I been hugging on your mama,
Especially when your daddy's gone,
Wearing his pajamas,
I know you thinking that is wrong.
I don't care what under,
I'm concentrating on her back.
I just wanna hug your mama in her Subaru hatchback.
Put her in a figure-4, yes I'm a hug gigolo.
Now she tells her Tupperware friends to let their sisters know...
...that I give more hugs than Atlas had shrugs
(Brush my head on her shoulder)
While your man mean mugs
We had fun, girl. But don't get swung, girl
Just because I hugged you raw.
We can do a group thing, bring Sarah and Suan
And we can have a hug-a-trois.
So quit trying to own my hugs
I gave you these arms on loan
So come give me a hug,
The waistline and above.
When push comes to shove,
You can't hug a rolling stone.
Hug yo' bad P, bitches.
[Female} "Hi this is Bridget, could I come over later?"
[Male} "I'm Sorry, I don't know a Bridget"
[Female} "Ug well that's not what you said when you hugged me last night"
[Male} "HA! you think were and item just because you gave me a hug? TRICK! You better think again!"
We Are Not Gentlemen.
Yo, I hug a girl like it dont mean nothing, then turn around and start hugging her cousin.
I dont love them end of the fucking discussion.
Got' em tucked between my wings like thanksgiving stuffing.
She wanna hug from behind - I did it.
Then her friend jump in - I'm with' it.
I hug her tighter than a tube sock, after that its just a matter of time before the other shoe drops.
Cuz i get more hugs than Oprah selling drugs and the drug was pure X- No Marriage No Sex. Just Hugs
Dont get mad girl. We getting' mad girls and were hugging all over the world. So don't catch feeling it aint love, were just the kings of giving out hugs.
If you wanna settle down, You know you got us all wrong. So we on to the next one, no disrespect hun, But you cant hug a rollin' stone.
You cant hug a rolling stone cuz it will crush you.
Begging me to hug you again, thats when I shush you. On an airplane, at a Knick game,
Feel the same damn thing when I hug them,
Which is nothing.
Can't trust them, lose all respect when I hug them.
Now guess who's back in the motherfucking house
With a fat hug for your sweater and your blouse.
Hugged so many ladies, arms shaky and shit,
Because I'm the Wilt Chamberlain of the upper-body grip.
Cause I get more hugs than a batch of puppy pugs,
Sitting on a fluffy rug, getting tickled touched and rubbed.
(OH SHIT!)
Real talk, like you chatting with a fisherman.
Wrap these chicks up like a motherfucking swisher, man.
Hugs,
This anit love girl , because this hug world
Is just a big Game of Thrones.
We be king of the castle, got arms like a lasso.
But you can't hug a rolling stone.
I been hugging on your mama,
Especially when your daddy's gone,
Wearing his pajamas,
I know you thinking that is wrong.
I don't care what under,
I'm concentrating on her back.
I just wanna hug your mama in her Subaru hatchback.
Put her in a figure-4, yes I'm a hug gigolo.
Now she tells her Tupperware friends to let their sisters know...
...that I give more hugs than Atlas had shrugs
(Brush my head on her shoulder)
While your man mean mugs
We had fun, girl. But don't get swung, girl
Just because I hugged you raw.
We can do a group thing, bring Sarah and Suan
And we can have a hug-a-trois.
So quit trying to own my hugs
I gave you these arms on loan
So come give me a hug,
The waistline and above.
When push comes to shove,
You can't hug a rolling stone.
Hug yo' bad P, bitches.